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Vespers by Amy Lowell

Vespers by Amy Lowell
? Vespers by Amy Lowell Last night, at sunset, The foxgloves were like tall altar candles. Could I have lifted you to the roof of the greenhouse, my Dear, I should have understood their burning.

Prime by Amy Lowell

Prime by Amy Lowell
Prime ?by Amy Lowell ? Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn When a bird flies And the sky changes to a fresher color. ? Speak, speak, Beloved. Say little things For my…

PRIME by Amy Lowell

PRIME by Amy Lowell
PRIME by Amy Lowell Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn When a bird flies And the sky changes to a fresher color. Speak, speak, Beloved. Say little things For my ears to…